Han Rong took a deep breath, then picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip, and said, "Waiter, didn't you tell you that your sister has a partner in Lanyuan?"

"Yes, but what does this have to do with you?"

"Listen, I felt something was wrong when I went to see her this time. Your sister lives in a two-bedroom and one-living room house. The house is decorated very well and many of the decorations are quite expensive. I asked her what was going on. She said that the house she rented for her was wrong. I advised her to think clearly, but you also know your sister's temper, and I can't stop me."

Song Zixuan thought about it after hearing this: "You mean... my sister was conquered?"

"Why are you talking so badly? That's your sister. But my mother thinks this is wrong. Who would rent a house when you come up? When I saw a man's clothes in the closet, I knew they must have lived together. But when I went there these days, the man didn't show up, just called her occasionally." Han Rong said.

"I've made room for you. Mom, times have changed. Some of you lived together before marriage. Why are you and my sister angry?" Song Zixuan said.

Han Rong shook her head: "It's not that. It's nothing at first, but later it seems that the man was unhappy and quarreled with your sister. When I saw my daughter crying, I asked her what was wrong. She didn't say anything, just cried there..."

Upon hearing this, Song Zixuan frowned: "It's so serious, did that man scold her?"

Han Rong nodded and said, "Although I didn't hear it directly, the man seemed to be very excited when he called and the voice was loud. I could hear a lot of dirty words from the receiver."

"I, Cao, he scolded my sister?" Song Zixuan was obviously unhappy and began to feel angry.

"Hey, I asked your sister to go home with me last night, but she was not happy. I said I didn't listen and decided to come back today. She would live whatever she liked. I was not upset if I couldn't see it, but who knew last night..."

As he said that, Han Rong's tears fell: "Last night, the man came back from drinking too much, and when he entered the door, he slapped your sister. I went up to stop him, and he was also cursing. I thought to myself, why is my daughter so bored and standing there for him to bully?"

"What? He... scolded you?"

Song Zixuan glared at his eyes, his eyes were covered in blood, and he was tightly clasped. For him, everything was easy to say, but bullying his mother completely broke through his bottom line!

Seeing Song Zixuan's reaction, Han Rong also regretted it and said: "Waiter, don't be excited, there is nothing bad about it, after all, he is drunk too much."

"It's not okay if you drink too much. You're not big or small. Don't you know how to talk to your elders? Does he have no mother? Or does he have no women at home?"

Song Zixuan suddenly stood up. As he spoke, Han Rong obviously saw his body trembling. In her impression, she had never seen her son so angry for eighteen years.

"Waiter, look... Mom doesn't want to tell you, look at you, what are you anxious about?"

"I'm not in a hurry to scold my mother? Bastard, this matter is definitely not over!" Song Zixuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He grew up in the old district of Lizhuang, the west district of the city. Although the people here have no money, they are quite simple. His mother is polite with everyone and has a good reputation at the door, but now he is scolded by a strange man. He is really angry.

Han Rong glared at him: "Okay, son, I feel much more comfortable after talking to you. Don't be angry, have you eaten tonight?"

"No, mom, I'm so uncomfortable that I haven't eaten the food you cook these days." Song Zixuan said to his mother with anger. After all, he knew that Han Rong was already wronged enough, and he didn't want his mother to worry about him anymore.

"Okay, mom, make some for you. Let's have a fashion and have a midnight snack!" Han Rong said with a smile.

Song Zixuan smiled and said, "What's the fashion of late supper? By the way, mom, please wait a moment."

As he said that, Song Zixuan took out a paper bag from under the bed, and after opening it, he revealed piles of cash inside.

Han Rong was stunned. She hadn't seen so much money in years.

"Waiter, what's going on? How come there will be so much money."

"My salary is 80,000 in total. I spent some money because of some things. Here is 79,000 yuan, mom, please take it."

In fact, Song Zixuan almost didn't spend much money. During this period, he spent all the bus fares. The thousand yuan was because he paid Mr. Wang Chengyong for a portion of the emperor's fried rice.

"But... but before the moon was over, why did you get a salary? Waiter, you didn't lie to mom, right?" Han Rong looked at Song Zixuan in disbelief and said.

In fact, Han Rong has a good background. If she hadn't been with Song Zixuan's father, she wouldn't have left her family.

But in the next ten years, I was really used to poverty and so much money... the first time I saw you.

"I can still lie to you. The boss sent it in advance, so you can take it!"

Han Rong nodded: "Okay, then mom will help you take care of it first, and I will give it to you when you get married."

"What are you doing for me? Just keep it." Song Zixuan said, leaning against the bed.

"Silly boy, you can't live a life if you marry a wife? How can you live without spending money?"

Song Zixuan smiled and said nothing, but his heart was warm. It seemed that this moment was the time he enjoyed the most. He could sit and lie down in front of his mother without restraint.

"But waiter, you have to work for the boss. With so much money, you can't let him down."

"Haha, I know mom, hurry up and make some food."

"Di Zhen, you little brat, you still like to eat the food cooked by your mother?"

Song Zixuan smiled and said, "That's not, I like to eat the food you cook in everything I do!"

Han Rong smiled when she heard this, her smile seemed to be sweet in her heart. Her previous grievances and anger suddenly slid a little.

Song Zixuan leaned against the head of the bed, thinking in his heart that he had actually understood a truth in recent days. Any cooperative relationship exists on the basis of interests, just like Lin Tiannan, who puts forward conditions at the most difficult time, and this thing... he will never forget it.

So although my mother's statement is not wrong, he should do his best for the boss, when he sees the interests in the world clearly... he doesn't think it's right.

Lin Tiannan did hire him when he needed money the most, but the relationship was mutual. He also made a lot of money for Lin Tiannan, even several times more, so from this perspective, everyone does not owe each other.

If there is feelings other than that, then when Lin Tiannan takes advantage of the situation, the feelings will be over!

However, that night, Song Zixuan still felt the warmth. He ate the meal made by his mother and felt at ease when he fell asleep because he had a mother at home.

But when her mother was bullied, Song Zixuan really couldn't just let it go. He was also thinking in his heart that he was preparing to go to Lanyuan in person.

A few days later, Song Zixuan went to work at Dashi on a step-by-step basis, but his mood was somewhat affected. After all, his mother was wronged, and he would breathe heavily whenever he thought about it.

Seeing Song Zixuan's abnormality, Sang Tianshuo brushed the pot and put it back on the stove, and said, "Master, what's wrong with you today? You're in a bad mood." "It's nothing, just work."

"What kind of work are you doing? The Emperor's fried rice has been sold out today." Sang Tianshuo said.

"Is that so soon...when is it?" Song Zixuan gasped and asked.

"It's not yet twelve:30, Master, what's wrong with you? You know how many copies you have paid before."

Song Zixuan smacked his lips and sighed: "It's okay, then let's prepare to clean up and go home to rest."

Song Zixuan was about to get up to clear the stove, but Sang Tianshuo directly stopped him: "What's wrong? You have never been like this before. Is there anything that can't be said?"

In fact, Song Zixuan also wants to complain, and it will be more comfortable to say something, but with such a person for many years, he doesn't like outsiders to know his family affairs.

"Why do you ask if you don't say anything? Are you very idle? Isn't it good to go with Dou Shanshan?" Song Zixuan couldn't control his voice and said loudly.

Sang Tianshuo was not showing weakness, and widened his eyes and shouted: "What are you calling? I am your apprentice and your friend. Do you just hold it in case of something? Is it not good to tell me? Do you know that you have no friends so easily?"

"I... why don't you care about it? If you are willing to stay, stay. If you don't like you, leave!"

Song Zixuan shouted, turned around and walked outside.

Li Tao and others were confused on the side. Usually, these two people do everything together almost every day. Song Zixuan spoke politely and whispered. Although Sang Tianshuo was stunned, he always obeyed Song Zixuan's will. What's wrong with this? Can these two people still quarrel?

Seeing this, Zheng Hui, Li Tao and the others were actually happy. After all, they couldn't stand Song Zixuan from the bottom of their hearts, including Zheng Hui. His attitude towards Song Zixuan was entirely because Sun Shouwen sent him the task of stealing the emperor's fried rice. Of course, the task was not smooth.

Sang Tianshuo looked at so many people looking at him, and felt embarrassed, and even more so that Song Zixuan was inexplicable. He suddenly shouted at him today, and he took a step and chased him out.

"Song Zixuan, I tell you, today I am asking you kindly. I am afraid that you have something to do, so you will take me so seriously and want to drive me away. Okay, I will leave, and I will not recognize you in the future!"

Sang Tianshuo shouted, and then walked out of the Dashi Age.

Luo Lili, who was standing beside her, was stunned: "I'll go, what's wrong with this guy? Have you taken the gun today?"

Only Song Zixuan understood that it was him who took the gun medicine. Today, he had some inexplicable temper with Sang Tianshuo. In fact... he really had good intentions.

Thinking that there was indeed something wrong with his attitude, Song Zixuan still chased him out.

Sang Tianshuo did not leave either. He stopped a few steps after walking out of Dashidai. He felt that he had a bad attitude and wanted to go back and say something to Song Zixuan, but he was embarrassed, so he simply stood here and lit a cigarette.

But at this time, Song Zixuan also chased after him, stood behind Sang Tianshuo, and said, "Hey, why don't you leave?"

"What does it have to do with you? I have something to do with you." Sang Tianshuo said angrily.

"Things to worry? Haha, let's talk about it." Song Zixuan said.

Sang Tianshuo turned around and gave him a blank look: "If you don't tell me, then I won't tell you."

Upon hearing this, Song Zixuan couldn't help laughing: "Do you know, you are a woman in March, you are easy to find out."

"Does it? I think I'm 38? It's okay, you've driven me away anyway." Sang Tianshuo said, throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and stomping it on his feet.

Song Zixuan smiled and said, "Okay, don't be excited, I'll talk to you."

Hearing this sentence, Sang Tianshuo suddenly turned around: "Then tell me quickly, what's going on?"
Chapter completed!